Well, for those that asked to see the first two chapters, here
it is.
Yet another Sailor Moon fanfic
Losses, part 1
Written by a silly girl by the name of Isabel Arantes
Copyrights goes to whomever it belongs to
Mamoru didn't want to sleep. Rarely did he ever want to.
Because he knew that with sleep, came dreams as well.
From an early age, Mamoru had a single dream that
haunted him every night; in it, a beautiful woman begged him to
find the ginzishiou. From her head flowed two long trails of hair
connected by two balls on her head, and a bright yellow crescent
moon shinned on her forehead. She was almost... magical, as
she stood in front of a large crescent moon, begging him to bring
him the ginzishiou. Tears filled her eyes as she pleaded with him,
her voice wavery. He knew she had lost everything dear to her
from the mournful expression that radiated from her face. He also
knew that there was a strong bond between them, though
Mamoru hadn't know what. He strongly suspected it was love,
but was too embarrassed to admit it.
It wasn't for nearly two decades that he finally found the
ginzishiou, met the girl of his dreams (literally!) and was finally
granted the peace of normal and varying dreams. Never before
had he been so happy, finally reunited with Usagi, formally known
as Princess Serenity. She was wildly different from the way she
was in her past life, but she was still the same person at heart,
and that was all that mattered. Besides, Mamoru loved Usagi.
Endymion loved Serenity. It was that simple.
Of course, peace never lasts.
"Mamo-chan, finally we can finally live happily ever after..."
Sighed Usagi, her soft smile reflecting the happiness in her heart.
Mamoru was also smiling at his soon-to-be-wife, his heart sharing
the same joy hers was, yet there was an overpowering sense of
dread at the same time. "You don't know how long I've waited
for this day." He shouldn't be doing this. He knew nothing good
would come out of this. But it felt so right. They loved each other
so much. How could it be wrong?
Usagi closed her eyes, and Mamoru did so too as they
leaned in for what they thought would be the kiss that would link
them forever. But in truth, it would be their last...
He got one last look of his saddened beloved before his
world exploded to pieces. Literally. Despair flamed in his heart
when he found himself alone in a dark, hazy place, with an
image of Usagi's death in the explosion flashing through his
mind as his only comfort. His grief formed by one word, he
held his hand out, desperately screaming out "USAKO!!"
He collapsed to his knees, unable to deal with the grief
washing over him. A voice, which he had grown to despise,
called out to him, "Prince Endymion..." Even if Mamoru hated
the voice, in some ways it was a huge relief to hear it. Because
he knew then that this was only the dream, and he could still
save Usako from the horrifying explosion he had just witnessed.
He still had a chance at saving her.
Snarling, "Who are you? Can't you ever leave me alone?!?"
"As long as stay close to Princess Serenity, she will be
in danger, and so will the rest of the world." Mamoru clenched
his fists, wishing he could hit his invisible adversary, but the
best he could do was to speak rudely to him.
"How can I believe you? This is just a dream, nothing
more!"
"What I am telling you is the truth, Prince Endymion. If
you truly care for Princess Serenity's welfare you'll keep your
distance from her."
"I don't believe you! Liar!" Before Mamoru had a chance
to insult and to speak of his disbelief in him anymore, he woke
up with a start, drenched in sweat. He allowed himself a few
seconds to regulate his breathing before he started to seriously
think of what he had just seen. While breathing in and out slowly
helped calm him down a little, the sight of Usagi's death had
left him extremly unseasy and no matter what he did, he wasn't
able to soothe out his feelings of panic completely.
Having stretched, he walked to his balcony, hoping that
the cool night air would lessen his intense feelings of fear, and
allow him to think more clearly. He was sure that if he could
push his emotions aside, he would be able to make the right
choice without any regrets and be free of any worries of whether
what he was doing was correct. However, like most humans he
was plagued by emotions, and his choices were often based
upon only his feelings, for the better or the worse.
That voice, for example. He had never heard of it
until he started getting this dream, and only in them did he
hear it. Nor had he said anything to Mamoru that would
show he was trustworthy. But for some reason, Mamoru
knew that if there was one person he could trust, it was that
man. Just from hearing this voice repeat itself in his dreams
did Mamoru base this conclusion. Sometimes he really
had to wonder about his logic.
Below, he saw what could be identified as two lovers.
It was too far away to be sure, but Mamoru was quite certain
that they were out on a date, and probably having the time
of their lives. 'Why,' he wondered, 'Can't I ever be with her?'
He never got an answer.
Usagi sat on her bed, with the infamous cover decorated
by bunnies and crescent moons. Perhaps she would have
found some humor from the childish bed covering, but she was
too deep in thought. Which was quite amazing, considering her
character.
Luna was trying to tell her something, but like almost
everything the black cat (not to mention everyone else) told her,
the information went through one ear and out the other. It
wasn't until she mentioned something totally off-topic that Luna
noticed, though. "Luna, what could possibly make Mamo-chan
break up with me?" The cat sighed with exasperation, and
jumped onto the bed next to the blonde.
"Do you do this to me on purpose?"
"Do what?"
"Every time I start talking about something important,
you go and start thinking about Mamoru-san! I understand that
you love him, but Usagi-chan, everybody needs to be alone with
their thoughts sometimes. Give him time, he'll come back."
"Its been four weeks and eight days, Luna. It doesn't take
that long for anyone to sort out their feelings."
"Baka Usagi." A young voice said, not to different
from Usagi's own voice, just slightly higher. "There's seven
days in a week. That'd mean that Mamoru dumped you five
weeks and a day ago." Usagi cringed at the word 'dumped'.
"What do you know, Chibi-usa? And Mamo-chan didn't
dump me! He just... he just..." Usagi found that she couldn't
say anything else, mainly because she didn't have anymore
excuses. Whatever was wrong with Mamoru was beyond her
understanding.
"You're so dumb, Usagi. Its so obvious that he doesn't
care anymore. After all, what has he done for you lately?"
Chibi-usa questioned smugly. She loved rubbing in the fact that
Mamoru preferred her over Usagi.
Chibi-usa had expected Usagi to start giving off a list
of meaningless things. Or to yell for her to get out. So she was
very surprised to see Usagi give her a long, sad look, and then
for her to glance to the crescent moon. Silence filled the room
as Chibi-usa realized her blunder, until finally she started to
apologize. "Usagi-" The young girl didn't bother to say anymore,
as Usagi had already wordlessly left the room. Lifting her right
fist to her chest, Chibi-usa quietly apologized to her namesake,
having intended on only teasing the crybaby. Instead, she had
hurt her.
'Get over him? How can I?' Were Usagi's thoughts as
she walked through Tokyo's dimly lit streets. 'I've been in love
with him from before I can remember... even if I wanted to, I
couldn't give up on him. I don't know how.' Involuntarily, her
mind went over some memories of her past life...
'Run.' A voice in Princess Serenity commanded. 'Run
harder'. This task was particularly hard for Princess Serenity, not
because of her physical condition, but because of her attire. She
tripped with every step on her once snow-white dress, which was
now unfit for a beggar. From the hem to halfway through her
lower leg, the dress was torn; the pure white was now streaked
with dirt, grass stains and smelled strongly of sweat. Princess
Serenity did not care for these things. All she wanted was to get
away.
However, despite what Princess Serenity's mind and
heart wanted, her body could only take so much torture. She
collapsed in an unfamiliar field, where she spent a few minutes
regaining her breath.
Now that she no longer needed to concentrate on running,
her mind started to ask itself why she had ran away, and before
she could think better, she began to remember. Something about
her father. He was dead. Now why was he dead?
He had been poisoned. When Princess Serenity heard the
news of her dear father's death, she had fled the palace, mainly
because she was so upset, but also because... well, because she
was afraid. There had never been any complaints as to the Royal
family or how things were being run, so it was a huge shock
when her father had been poisoned, right out of the blue. And
Princess Serenity adored her father...
Princess Serenity's train of thought was broken when she
heard a twig snap softly behind her. Turning cautiously, she saw a
semi-familiar man. She knew him to be royalty from his armor
and sword, but it took her a second to remember who he was.
Prince Endymion of Earth, she named him as he sat next to her.
"Are you all right?" He asked gently, not meaning to
pry. Of course he already knew what the problem was as he
had offered to help search for her, but he wanted to help comfort
her, and thought that maybe by speaking her problems she
would calm down a little.
She barely knew him. But something about him made her
trust him instantly. Abandoning all of the manners and Princess
habits she had attained in her lifetime, she threw herself in his arms
and began to cry. When the worst of her tears were over, she told
him how much she hated her life. All these politics. Living in a
palace. Always treated in the most formal manner. Never thought
of anything else other than a Princess. Her father's unexpected
death, and her new fears. In other words, everything.
After she had finished her tale, she pulled away from him,
embarrassed at her behavior. "I'm sorry to bother you with this.
Please forgive my rudeness."
Prince Endymion felt his heart go out to this delicate woman;
before, he had viewed her as just another person, but after this...
He said nothing in response to Princess Serenity's
apology. Instead, he held something out to her. Never, not in
a million years, did Princess Serenity expect receive the present
she just had. The mere sight of it took her breath away, and as
she held it in her own hand she found that she could not find
any words to say.
It was a rose.
On the Moon, roses where non-existent. Princess Serenity
had seen a rose only a few time in her life, and this was the first
time she ever owned one. In full bloom, the rose was perfect in
size, shape and color. It was beautiful. "I hope this will give you
some comfort, little as it is, Serenity." 'Serenity'? She thought,
surprised that he called her that. 'I like that... just Serenity'. She
looked up to him, smiling with her heart, instead of with her
manners. And he smiled back, as he took her right hand his,
kissing it gently. Their smiles would be described as goofy by
children, but was known to be the beginning of love among
adults.
Or, as some think, the beginning of pain.
'How could you do this to me?' She asked, for the
millionth time. 'If you were going to do this to me, why did
you ever let me fall in love with you?'
What to most people appeared to be a silly infatuation,
Usagi held in her heart a love doomed to last for all of eternity.
Nothing had ever managed to pull them apart, not even jealous
forces of evil or death. Usagi just couldn't accept Mamoru's
decision to split, especially not when they finally had a chance
to happily ever after. She knew that there was a reason behind
his sudden change of heart, and as soon as she discovered the
cause, she'd fix the problem. Of course, Mamoru wasn't willing
to let out any clues why he dumped her.
It occurred to Usagi around then to look at where she
was at. In front of her laid an apartment building, one that
Usagi had grown quite familiar with over the past few months.
It was where Mamoru lived.
'I wonder...' She realized that the lights were on in
Mamoru's apartment, and without stopping to think about
the issues of being welcome or not, she entered the apartment
building.
Not wishing to risk the chance of having another
nightmare, Mamoru hadn't gone to bed, instead, he was
reading a book on his couch. To have that nightmare once
in a night was bad enough, but twice was horrendous. And
he knew better than to think that it wouldn't happen.
He was in the middle of a fascinating article about
rumors of the findings of an ancient civilization on the Moon
when the doorbell rang. A bit bewildered to be have company
arriving at this hour, he opened his front door. And for some
reason, he wasn't all that surprised to see Usagi standing in
front of him. "Usagi? What are you doing here?"
"Well, I was going for a walk and I just happened to
pass by- Mamo-chan, where are you going?"
"To get dressed. I'm walking you home."
"Mamo-chan, does this mean that?..."
He cut her off before she could question the current
status of his love for her. "Don't get the wrong idea, its just
not safe to walk alone at night, even if you're Sailor Moon."
"Oh. But why don't we take your motorcycle?..."
"My car is being fixed, and I lent my motorcycle to
Motoki for his date tonight."
'Darn," Thought Usagi as she waited for Mamoru, 'So
much for holding onto him as we rode his cycle.'
The two waked in silence, as Usagi debated whether to ask
him her question or not. Finally, after she could no longer bear the
eerie silence between them, she asked, "Mamo-chan, why don't you...
love me anymore?"
Mamoru came to a quick halt, and he impatiently answered her
with, "Must you ask me that question every time you see me?" He
continued, though now his voice was more stressed, "It's over, that's
all that matters." His heart was already twisting in agony from having
been forced to utter such cruel words to the girl he loved, but what
Usagi said next nearly stopped it altogether.
"I guess you want me to get over you."
Mamoru was unable to say anything for a few seconds, mainly
because he had no idea what to respond with. He wanted Usagi to
always love him, to hold her during her darkest moments and to see
her hair glistening in the sun as she laughed. He wanted to be with her
so badly it hurt. But more than anything, he wanted her to be safe.
Even if it was without him. Once he felt he could say something
without breaking down in the middle of the sentence, he said (although
in a still somewhat strangled voice), "You do what you want."
A sob raised in Usagi's throat, and in order to keep it from
spreading into tears, she kept quiet. What could she say in response to
that, anyway? She looked up to him, wanting to see his handsome face,
knowing that it'd be just as cruel as his words were. But his face was
not facing her, and for the first time, Usagi realized he never looked
at her straight in the eye anymore. Or at all. In an act of random anger
and curiosity, she twisted his head so that she could see his face. A
gasp replaced her sob as she stepped back in disbelief, unable to
believe what see was seeing.
In the brilliant light of the full moon, the tears in Mamoru's eyes
were very obvious, as they shinned in the light. A single tear had
already ran its course down his right cheek. Before Usagi could
question the cause of the tears, Mamoru turned back and fled.
That night, two lonely hearts wept bitterly, wishing only to be
in the other's arms. But not even that, the simplest of wishes, could
be granted to them.
Yet Another Sailor Moon fanfic
Losses, part 2
Written by a silly girl by the name of Isabel Arantes
Copyright goes to whomever it belongs to
Mamoru was busy staring out into space when he felt
tug at his pants. Looking down, he saw a huge mass of pink
hair, divided into short streams of hair tied at the ends with two
odangos. He immediately recognized the hair as Chibi-usa's,
and bent down to scruffle it. "Hi, Chibi-usa."
"Mamo-chan, what are you looking at?" She asked, her
face now tilted up to get a better view of the man she was
talking to.
"Nothing. Um, Chibi-usa, did you come here with
anyone?" He knew she hated always having somebody with her,
but for the sake of her safety, he had to ask her.
Frowning, "Yeah, Usagi was with me, but she's in a store
buying tons of clothes. It was way too boring to watch her try
out clothes, so I left." Mamoru smiled, having already gone
shopping with his ex-girlfriend, and knowing how tiresome being
downtown and with Usagi could be. It required allot of stamina
and patience.
"There you are, Chibi-usa, didn't I tell you not to run
ahead?" Usagi scolded as she tried to look past a mountain of
boxes.
"You were taking too long." Chibi-usa replied curtly.
"Was not! You're just-" Usagi at that point saw Mamoru,
who had been trying to slip away quietly as the two girls argued.
"Mamo-chan...." Chibi-usa moaned inwardly; she hated how
Usagi was forever embarrassing her in front of Mamoru with
all this dumb 'destiny' stuff. She wished she'd just take a hint
and bug off.
But to both Chibi-usa's and Mamoru's surprise, Usagi
greeted Mamoru, and then told Chibi-usa that they had better
start heading for home, since they had to be back within an hour.
Not a word came from Mamoru's mouth as the two
girls left in the direction for home, Chibi-usa waving good-bye
to him happily, and Usagi never looking back. If he didn't know
better, he'd say Usagi was... ignoring him.
As Usagi led her fake cousin home, Chibi-usa couldn't
resist asking, "Are you all right?"
Trying to hide a glance back at Mamoru, "I'm fine."
Chibi-usa instantly recognized the falsity in Usagi's statement,
but said nothing, thrilled by her attempt on giving up on Mamoru.
Needless to say, Mamoru was far from pleased by her
behavior. However, he suppressed the need to run up to her
and apologize, just as Usagi was resisting the urge to find out
just what was up last night. But they both assumed control
over themselves and continued about their tasks, acting as if
nothing was bothering them.
In the cool shade of the tree sat a sailor warrior, her
secret identify known only to a few close friends, and for
now her sailor senshi duties were pushed aside and enjoyed
a day in the peaceful life of Hino Rei. A giggle or two emitted
from her smiling lips as she read the comedic adventures or
another sailor warrior, and a close friend of hers, Sailor V.
Her surroundings were rather nice... a few birds
hopping on the most green grass searching for their next meal
(ants), a gentle breeze helping to alleviate the heat, a pair of legs,
children playing ball nearby... a pair of legs?
Looking up to see to whom the pair of legs dressed in
grey khaki belonged to, Rei's cheerful expression faded. It
was Mamoru.
Once, in a year that had ceased to exist in the memory
of average people, Rei had been infatuated with that man.
Instantly attracted to his sharp looks and his gentle teasing nature,
Rei shortly afterwards managed to take him out on a date. And
quite a few others, as time rolled by. Back then she hadn't
noticed that it was a one-sided relationship, and that he was too
busy with his own affairs to start caring about Rei.
After she had learned about his past life though, and his
undying love for Usagi, Rei quickly laid off her hands on him.
They had remained friends, though now Rei was more bitter
towards him for having dumped Usagi so harshly.
"Konnichiwa, Mamoru-san."
"Rei," He started, obviously having a hard time choosing
his words, "Can you help me?" That got Rei's attention.
Mamoru generally gave out help, not asked for it. Setting
her manga down in her lap, Rei asked him what was the
problem. "I already know you are skilled enough to read fire,
Rei, but I need to check if you can consult the fire on dreams."
"I can do so with my own, but I've never tried it with
somebody else's. I would need very precise details on the
dream; can you provide me with that, Mamoru-san?" He
nodded.
"Also, whenever I look at a certain item, it reacts in a
certain way, Do you think it would help you?..."
"It might. Do you have it with you?"
"Yeah. But first, you have to promise me not to
breathe a word of this to anyone, especially not Usagi. Got
that?" Rei was rather insulted by his last remark.
"Geez, Mamoru-san, I'm trying to help you!" Taking
a deep breath,
"I'm sorry, Rei. I've been dealing with this dream every
night now, its making me tense. And I've never talked about
this to anyone, I'm just trying to learn how to deal with it."
Reaching into the pocket of his leather jacket, Mamoru handed
Rei a rectangular object, who raised an eyebrow at the sight of
it.
"Mamoru-san, why is it cracked?" It was a photo,
capturing one of the few happy moments shared between
Usagi and Mamoru as they sat next to each other posing for
the picture. There was a large crack running through one end
to another, and other several cracks near it. It took a few minutes
to make sense of the photo, the cracks were so numerous and
distracting.
"Well, you see, sometimes when I wake up, I look at the
picture and..." His lowered his voice a great deal, "It cracks. By
itself. And then Usako falls over, almost as if she were... if she
were..." Taking another deep breath, his voice now barely
audible, "dead." Rei paled, being able to tell from Mamoru's
deadpan expression that he wasn't joking.
"I think you better tell me more about this on our way
to the shrine, Mamoru-san."
'I'm getting too soft,' Observed Chibi-usa, as she walked
through the park and kicking a pebble, 'Here I am, meant to be
finding the ginzishiou to help mommy, and instead I'm going to
a shopping spree with ditzy old Usagi. What would 'Pu say?'
Annoyed by her baby-sitter's child-like attitude, the young child
had easily managed to slip away from Usagi's unobservant eye as
she drooled in front of a candy store, planning to look for the
ginzishiou again. It had to be here somewhere, and wherever it
was, Chibi-usa would get it and save her parents.
Chibi-usa's thoughts on her mission were cut short when
something caught her eye; Mamoru and Rei were talking. Not
that unusual, but they both look extremely serious, as they
seemed to be discussing the thing that Rei held in her hand.
Expecting the worse, Chibi-usa set out to use the spying skills
she had gained while in the past to check out what they were
up to. That is, until a hand grabbed hers arm. Chibi-usa looked
up in alarm, expecting to see one of the four dark sisters there.
Instead, it was just Usagi.
"Chibi-usa, didn't I tell you not to run off?" Usagi
scolded, obviously irritated, as she led Chibi-usa away.
"Fine, I won't anymore! Now will you go and leave me
alone?"
"No." Usagi had already seen Mamoru with Rei, and
while she would leave him alone about it, she knew she was
going to give Rei an ear-splitting wail later on, to show her
disapproval in Rei's latest actions. Usagi had expected better
of her friend.
A couple of hours later, Usagi sat on her bed twiddling her
hair, as Usagi continued to contemplate the same question she
had been for the past hour. After having spent 14 years of her
life observing her talent for goofing off, Usagi knew very well by
now that the quality of her thinking was as good as what cats
could think of- excluding Luna and Artemis that is.
Reluctantly she took the brooch she always wore on
her chest, and after opening the case, she looked thoughtfully
at the glittering ginzishiou. To the eyes of an average person,
they would think that this silver stone was merely a rather
expensive piece of jewelry. But to Usagi, this stone meant
death of life at the moment of a crisis. It was her transforming
tool to Sailor Moon. And most importantly, it was the key to
her past life self, Princess Serenity.
Serenity. A woman Usagi could never be. A Princess
with unimaginable powers Usagi wouldn't ever hope of using.
Just like her name, she was serene, a trait Usagi couldn't claim
to posses. And yet, somehow, Usagi shared the same soul as
this magnificent person.
Usagi dreaded the thought of turning into Princess
Serenity, and she had good reason to. The last two times she
returned to her former self hadn't been in pleasant
circumstances; the first time was while her beloved laid dying at
her feet, and the second was when she was saving the world
from an evil source that had destroyed her old kingdom,
known as Metalia. In other words, her reversion to Serenity
had bought on her death.
Yet now Usagi needed the wisdom of the person she
feared so much to help her decide to deal with Mamoru, or
as Serenity knew him, Endymion. It had been so easy to simply
say she'd never look at him that way ever again; well, easy
compared to acting out on it. Aided by the Moon Princess's
rationality, Usagi would be able to make the right choice for her
and her true love.
Gathering the small amount of courage Usagi had
earned as Sailor Moon, she prepared to disappear and to be
replaced by the more mature piece of her. A small part of her
wondered what it would be like to be Princess Serenity, since this
would be the first time she changed without some danger at hand.
Usagi held the ginzishiou in front of her, beginning to
withdraw the magic pulsating in the stone and drew it into
herself. She held the magic in herself as a bowl would hold
water, until it began to pour out, at which point she stopped
gathering the magical force.
She opened her closed eyes once the metamorphose was
finished, and took a second to orient herself. Curiosity overcame
her, and she moved towards the mirror situated above Usagi's
dresser; she hadn't seen herself in over a thousand years, and it
had proven itself to be a long time, for she barely remembered
her appearance.
Noticing symbol of her heritage shinning proudly on
her forehead, she went on to study her other features. Her blue
eyes were the same as Usagi's, but that wasn't so surprising
since she had always believed the eyes revealed the soul. it
was a sheer coincidence, though, that they both had odangos
sitting on her head; that had been the trademark of the princesses
and queens of the moon kingdom, and how Usagi ever came
across it was a mystery.
Once she felt she had viewed herself enough, Serenity sat
in Usagi's bed. It was... weird to be in the room of the girl that
had taken care of her soul after her own death, as it was so wildly
different from the one she had grown up in the moon. But then
again, so was the society both girls had been bought up to, so
that would help explain it, but still, she felt lonely without her
chart of the solar system and the portraits of her fellow ancestors.
As Serenity lamented over the differences between the
two rooms, she noticed a photograph sitting near the bed. Picking
it up carefully, her heart sank as she looked at the subjects of the
photo. In it, Usagi was laughing happily, holding the hand of a
man resembling Endymion, who had to be Mamoru. Mamoru
was glancing down at his girlfriend, his smile brilliant.
"Endymion-sama..." She whispered, holding the picture
tightly to her chest. So long ago, they had promised to always
remain together through the worst of pains and through the
lightest of problems. Never had the thought that he'd leave
her occurred to her; it was too... wrong. Just as the Moon would
always revolve around the Earth, Serenity would always love
Endymion.
Having finished shedding her tears over him, Serenity
pondered what to do. Unlike Usagi, she couldn't morph into a
wiser person, so she was stuck with making the decision that
would forever follow both her and Usagi. Were Serenity to
make the wrong choice, she'd.... she'd... to put it simply, she'd
never forgive herself.
He had to have some good reason for toying with her
emotions as of late; nasty as Mamoru and caring as ever as Tuxedo
Kamen. Serenity could always tell what was troubling Endymion,
but she didn't have enough information. She would just have to
take his word for it.
He loved her still. There was no denying it. Little
things tipped that off, such as his reaction to Usagi's words
last night, and his unchanging concern for Sailor Moon's safety. With
that in mind, Serenity decided that for whatever reason
Endymion had left her, it must have been a very good one.
It might be best to take his silent word on it, and separate
forever.
'But,' Serenity mused, 'Isn't love meant to conquer
all?'. A clich, perhaps, but it was a concept Serenity was very
familiar with; when nothing else seemed to work, it was always
Endymion's love for her that shined through, and saved her
from whatever predicament held her prisoner.
Their love was strong, there was no doubt. But she also
had to consider Endymion's point of view, using only estimates
to understand his problem, which made matters harder.
Curling her fingers around the photo frame and hugging
it tightly to her chest, Serenity realized what she had to do. A
low, gentle sob rose from her throat as she reverted back into
Usagi.
Isabel Arantes